E I'm going down to the swamp Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon A Well, I'm going down to the swamp E Going to watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon B You know the hound dog make-a music A E On a summer night under a full moon Lord, fetch my cane pole mama Gonna catch a bream or maybe two Lord, fetch my cane pole mama Gonna catch a bream or maybe two And when the hound dog start barking Sounds like ol' Son House singing the blues Chorus: E Hound dog sing that Swamp, Swamp, Swamp, Swamp music Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music B7 When the hound dog starts singin', A E I ain't got them big ol' city blues. Well, hey pretty mama Lord, just take that city hike Said go ahead pretty mama Lord, just take your city hike Well, I'd rather live with the hound dogs For the rest of my natural born life Chorus: Singing that Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music Well, I'd rather live with the hound dogs For the rest of my natural born life Well, I'd wanna live with the hound dogs For the rest of my natural born life | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA E B B7 |